If you’re looking for a post full of sunshine and rainbows, this ain’t it. I got some pretty crappy news today about our upcoming family-growing plans, and I’m still pretty pissed about it.
Here’s the lowdown (from what I’ve gathered thus far):
Oscar and I had plans to start trying for another baby in about a month or two. I was going to finish the current pill pack I’m on and then quit taking them, giving myself a couple months to try and get some kind of schedule back naturally. Ideally, I wanted to be able to get pregnant in July, putting us with our second baby next spring and giving us a few months before I started my student teaching so we could deal with the sleepless nights without the additional stress student teaching would bring.